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Where is now?
It has come over me
A soft, dark warmth
Rubbing my shoulders
In a soggy mixture of love and disparity
Showing me tenderness
Showing me practicality of basic living
Showing me the Saturnalia of a life
that grieves for no one's death
Mourning over my past
While being suffocated by the future
There is no room for the present
Which was squeezed out of consciousness long ago
When the Gods had split from their union
And keeping the trust with them
So no one can overcome their insecurities
And leaving a path of blood and scars
From those that once believed in them.
Now, I don't believe in dreams.
My fantasies are terrible reminders of dried out crops
That never fruition to a reality
i had once made love to.
A soft, dark warmth
Rubbing my shoulders
In a soggy mixture of love and disparity
Showing me tenderness
Showing me practicality of basic living
Showing me the Saturnalia of a life
that grieves for no one's death
Mourning over my past
While being suffocated by the future
There is no room for the present
Which was squeezed out of consciousness long ago
When the Gods had split from their union
And keeping the trust with them
So no one can overcome their insecurities
And leaving a path of blood and scars
From those that once believed in them.
Now, I don't believe in dreams.
My fantasies are terrible reminders of dried out crops
That never fruition to a reality
i had once made love to.
Published 18th Aug 2016
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18th Aug 2016 2:45pm
Dreams, become hollow illusions without the intent and will to act upon such visions. Often... they become the precursor to a certain kind of misery. triggered by uncertainty.
18th Aug 2016 4:03pm
Thank you for your read and comment. Uncertainty can be comforting in the right setting. An intention is a key to manifesting a reality of wishes and desires. At least, thats how I see it.
19th Aug 2016 1:47pm
Well. Yes, that's true.... in that, intention needs to be present in the first instance.
I was more or less referencing a dream that has no substance to it via ones will, desire and/ or intent to bring forth such visions in ones life.
Here's hoping that you achieve your dreams in life as opposed to allowing them to be 'just a dream' without any intention to bring forth those within your life. xo
I was more or less referencing a dream that has no substance to it via ones will, desire and/ or intent to bring forth such visions in ones life.
Here's hoping that you achieve your dreams in life as opposed to allowing them to be 'just a dream' without any intention to bring forth those within your life. xo
24th Aug 2016 7:33pm
Thank you again for your thoughtful response. I sense you got the nuance of what I was writing. I was aiming at how we get lost in our futures and pasts and forget to be in the present. And the dreams end up being in the past or future, but the reality or the manifestation of those dreams occur in the present.
18th Aug 2016 6:36pm
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28th Jun 2017 4:05am
I am captivated by this write & understand your disillusionment with the Gods
they are fickle at best
cruel at times
still I find myself drawn by their power..
love Crim
they are fickle at best
cruel at times
still I find myself drawn by their power..
love Crim
